Someone told me once to be happy I must sacrifice the things I love
I told them that would be like the earth giving up the stars above
That mean the earth would be a sad, dark, angry, and a lonely place
Nothing would grow in my heart I would be mean, greedy, and full of hate
My life would empty my soul would be dark, evil, and a destructive thing
The world would be in trouble because of what a soul-less me would bring
Why would I want to live that way? What would be the point of life
How could I look in the mirror? How could I go to sleep at night
I am happy because of the things I love to sacrifice them I would be dead
I wouldn't have nothing tocare about I would have nothing in life instead
Without my love no jail would hold me no army could defeat me
No exorcism could be perform no love only JAH could beat me
JAH gave me my love so I wouldn't be an angry evil shell of a man
HE gave me them so when bad things happen I would think and understand
I stop re-acting to bad things that fall wrong my way I learn not to do
This is the reason I thank the MOST HIGH JAH for Tia, Tazzie and You
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem